[Sans leans back against the doorframe next to Jay, letting his eyesockets slide closed. This has all gone to shit in record time.]
i'm tired.
[He has no idea what Jay means by "channel," and he doesn't care. If he wants the TV, he can have it.]
i'm...gonna go see how much of this event i can sleep through. let's, uh. maybe see if we can do this again in the future. if we all don't hate each other by the time this is over.
[With that, without waiting for an answer from Jay--who seems pretty out of it, anyway--Sans gives Clem a parting nod, and leaves.]
no subject
i'm tired.
[He has no idea what Jay means by "channel," and he doesn't care. If he wants the TV, he can have it.]
i'm...gonna go see how much of this event i can sleep through. let's, uh. maybe see if we can do this again in the future. if we all don't hate each other by the time this is over.
[With that, without waiting for an answer from Jay--who seems pretty out of it, anyway--Sans gives Clem a parting nod, and leaves.]